I went an entire evening without internet, and I have a lot of pent-up thoughts: Random Tuesday Thoughts


I think you know what to do.

Wow, only two posts between now and LAST Tuesday. That's pretty lame. In my defense, I had a seriously sub-par mediocre post planned for yesterday but Mother Nature intervened and dropped a tree on the power lines. I think it's her way of paying you all back for the sucktastic summer.

I've never had my power go out like that before. It scared the shit out of me, because I heard a huge buzzing and the lights all dimmed and sputtered but didn't go out. Then half of the lights in the house went out, and I could smell something burning. Most sensible people, given that it was windy and storming out, would probably look outside, but next to zombies, my biggest fear is that the wiring in my 55-year-old house is going to short out someday and burn us to the ground.

(Except for the stupid dog, who will somehow escape the inferno and live to return and piss on our ashes for never taking her for walks.)

(Uh, I didn't say it was an entirely rational fear.)

So I did the grown-up thing, and called my dad.

Dad said call the power company. Duh.

Ever tried to entertain a toddler in a rapidly-darkening house? Yeah, I didn't even try. We left the terrified dog in the pitch black and went for a drive.

See, it's not totally irrational to think the dog hates me.

Disney princesses, "Keely" style. Y'know, if I'd thought of it first. I think Beauty is my fave.

The stretches Trainer Lady gave me to do for my back are helping, a lot. So much so, that on Saturday I experimentally weeded a tiny bit of garden - without pain. Holy shit! So I weeded some more, thinking the whole time that I probably shouldn't be pushing it, I should quite while I'm ahead, I'm being a fucking idiot. I weeded for probably 1/2 an hour.

Guess what I got on Sunday? Confirmation that I'm a fucking idiot.

Consensus on my totally informal poll (which I almost forgot about. Who's taking bets on whether or not I actually finish this little project?) was, shockingly, "trace my family tree". Which has appeal, mostly because I can do a lot of it without leaving this comfy chair right here. But...do you really want me to BLOG about it? Boooo-rrrriiing. So I'm throwing "see a ghost" in there. Or at least I'll attempt to.

I will probably drag FoN along, because I'm a big chickenshit.

Wow, I was a fucking idiot AND a chickenshit, all within two paragraphs. I'm feeling self-disparaging, apparently, so I'm going to stop there. Want to play? You don't have to say mean things about yourself. Or me, for that matter. Grab the button and link up!